And so it’s through this phone
That I hear you, distant
So far you sound
Saying my name like
A total stranger
Like we never made love
Like we never felt anger
When we didn’t get our way
With each other
Just like we never woke up
So many times before
Like I never saw
Your silhouette in the door
Walking back to sleep
From the bathroom
Finding your side of the bed
Find another reason
To rest my head
Against yours
So many times to you
Have I crawled
You know it takes guts
To call you
In the middle of the night
It takes courage
To hold you
With all my might
In the black
In the light
I guess you just don’t see me
The way I see you
The way I see through
The clear plastic glaze
Glazed over your mask
Glazed over your cocktail flask
Dancing through the night
Coming home to nothing
A hollow shell of an existence
Somehow hoping
To believe these words I spill
To get over you sooner
This rollercoaster shrill
Now just a tired moan
I moan at the moon
It’s shown
My way home
And it’s just sad tonight
Holding this phone
Listening to a voice
I don’t recognize
Speaking words
Feeling things
I just don’t want to feel
You say my name like a stranger
And it’s hard to bite the anger
Into my own phone
Your face in my head
But your voice so far
And it hurts
To know
That so many miles away
You really are
Just so far
So far away
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